Marta Owczarek - Personal Statement

– please put yourself and your future in no more than 4000 signs (including spaces)

I’m 21 years old and a smoker, drinker, liar and dilettante. I suffer from depression, excess despise, sarcasm and sexual frustration. I personally state I have been in education incessantly since the innocent age of 7, graduated from high school about the same time I desired to terminate my existence, and entered university almost only in order to regret the decision of remaining alive. What appalls me most in the academic world is the banalisation of ambitions, assassination of enthusiasm and celebration of summary and quotation. It is my wish to continue education because I cling to the remnants of a belief in the value of knowledge, and because contemporary society would see no value in me without a paper degree adorning my wall. One of the extraordinary qualities I possess is an abnormally large bladder, ideally fit for long-hour examinations without interruptions.
In the future I envision myself a bitter underpaid professor, typing up spiteful publications, say, on the awkwardness and inaccuracy of the English translations of Hlasko from the 60s. I see the burden of education increasingly overcoming any initial freshness and creativity, as well as respect for other human beings, which should most likely result in the transformation of my soul into another by-product of contemporary society. At that point I am expecting to still be indebted (quite literally) to my parents, as well as, possibly, the State, and quite sure to survive through professional obligations only in hope of a leave that I would probably only sleep through (due to exhaustion) and never touch upon all the un-even-began creative work I wish I could be doing now. Another career path I am considering is becoming institutionalized, maybe confined in my own room in the fashion of hikikomori, or alternatively taking up a full-time dependency – perhaps on medicine.
So far my work experience has taught me that no matter what, I will be uninformed of the meaning of my work, looked down on, and underpaid, and so there is little point in actually making an effort, and a lot more point in using and abusing the employer’s internet connection, photocopier, and stationery. I wish I could say I was voluntarily involved in helping other people, but despite the purest intentions, I was not; the involuntary, income-oriented activities proved to burn all time, energy and inspiration for compassion and humanitarianism.
I wish to study in the United Kingdom, because my country, on the grounds of joining the European Union, was lucky enough to be granted sufficient rights for its citizens to enter, study, and work in a state much better off economically, politically, and culturally. Considering the current situation, similarily to at least another million of my compatriots, I did not need asking twice. I must say I harbour some patriotic feelings, as well as wish to maintain ties with family and friends, but given the perhaps false impression of a chance, I am willing to follow and fall into the trap of emigration.
Please consider my application with pity; I believe I can do better.